If I harnessed the energy from my hot flashes I could power the world. Cell phone out of juice? Plug me in. Need your laptop on a plane but your battery's low? For the price of a ticket you can take me along and boot up at will.
I've heard that by 2050 one-third of the world's energy will need to come from some renewable resource. Plan ahead...I'm your girl and I have a seemingly endless supply.
I have girlfriends my age who've never had the pleasure of experiencing a hot flash. If there was a god he'd spread them around, don't you think? I have way more than my share and I have to say, enough, already. You made your point.
So all you husbands out there...want to experience a hot flash? Just to see what it's like? Take one of mine. I have plenty to go around and they're free.
There's no cure for these damn things, except being EVEN OLDER than I am now and that just doesn't seem fair. Where's the upside in that?
Wouldn't you think they could just zap a little segment in my brain and end this madness? Well, until that happens my remedy is to drink copious amounts of wine. It doesn't stop my hot flashes but then I just don't give a shit.